Chapter 8 Hitting a Stone with an Egg?
The two stood a few meters apart, standing in the place where everyone's eyes gathered.
"Come on, little Mo!"
The fat boy's voice passed through the crowd and went straight into Mo Zihan's ears
"Brother Ouyang, come on!"
The blue-haired girl standing next to the fat boy was much weaker in comparison.
The louder the cheering from behind him, the more uneasy Mo Zihan felt in his heart, the breeze blew through his hair, and a few crystal drops of water dripped from Mo Zihan's forehead, he reached out and touched it, I don't know when, he was already sweating profusely.
If you want to talk about this kind of thing, Mo Zihan has experienced a lot since he was a child, but his previous opponent can at least see every punch and kick in his eyes, even if he can't beat it, at most he will break the skin and bleed a little.
However, the man standing in front of him at this moment, although he always has a kind smile on his face, he exudes a heroic spirit of a hero from ancient times. Looking back again, thinking of the tall and thin man who was carried away on a stretcher, Mo Zihan suddenly felt like ashes.
If this really fights, won't it be an egg hitting a stone?
"Hey, Lin Ran, I'll bet 100 yuan, Mo Chenfeng can bring down our trainer within a minute"
"I'll bet 200 with you, Xiao Mo will deal with Senior Brother Lan, thirty seconds is enough. ”
The fat boy and the others in the crowd stumbled and discussed
Mo Zihan was glad that at this critical moment, his hearing was still sensitive, and the fat boy who had been with him from beginning to end was called Lin Ran, and he actually had the same surname as his hair Xiaolin Fei.
That's right, now I'm Mo Chenfeng, since I opened my eyes and came here, I've heard others call me the eldest young master or something, and even the extraordinary trainers treat themselves differently.
In this world, maybe you're still a master!
"Ahem. Mo Zihan pretended to cough deeply, and deliberately squeezed out a disdainful expression: "Senior Brother Lan, how long have we not been fighting?"
"Ouch, it's been more than a month, I accidentally lost to you last time, and I was ridiculed by the master for a long time, and it's not so easy for you to win this time!"
Ouyang Lan rubbed his hands, and took off the 'muscle atrophy instrument' in his hand while talking and laughing.
Seeing this situation, Mo Zihan couldn't help but gasp, he originally wanted to delay time, but he didn't expect Ouyang Lan's morale to be high when he said a word.
Mo Zihan looked back, and the crowd that had originally gathered in a pile dispersed instantly, and everyone retreated to ten meters away.
Mo Zihan turned his heart sideways, clenched his hands into fists, raised his right foot and stepped behind him, assuming the posture of a martial arts master.
However, at the moment when his right foot was raised to contact the ground, Mo Zihan only felt a loud sound in his ears, which was deafening, followed by a wave of qi that spread out, blowing everyone couldn't open their eyes.
"What is this?"
Even Mo Zihan himself couldn't believe it, he stared at it with wide eyes and looked down, where his right foot was stepping, the originally dense grass had been stepped on a deep indentation, and the ground around the dent had cracked slightly.
This foot stepped out of all the fantasies of Mo Zihan's youth, and he dreamed that he could have extraordinary strength, and at this moment, his dream seemed to have come true.
He turned around and showed a calm smile to Lin Ran in the crowd, because at this moment when his dream came true, Mo Zihan had to find someone to share the joy in his heart with him.
"Xiao Mo, be careful!"
With Lin Ran's exclamation, when Mo Zihan turned around, Ouyang Lan's whole body exuded a blue aura, and he had already rushed to him.
Mo Zihan only felt a shock in his chest, as if he had been hit by a heavy pendulum, but he only heard a muffled sound of "bang", but he didn't even take a step back, and still stood straight in place.
Ouyang Lan saw that the blow was ineffective, and turned around and hit Mo Zihan in the neck with another whip leg, the force of this kick was at least three times that of the previous punch, Mo Zihan only felt that the pressure on his neck doubled, but as a result, he only fell down slightly, and quickly stabilized his posture.
To say that Ouyang Lan's punch and kick are not all his strength, but at least more than seventy percent of his strength is used, but he didn't expect it to hit Mo Zihan like a tickle.
Ouyang Lan, who was still heroic, suddenly felt that his face was completely empty, and he was angry for a moment, and after tossing back for a few meters, he kicked the ground on his toes, wiping out a puff of green smoke.
"it!"
The three hundred people scattered in an instant, and the chaotic footsteps and the huge sound brought by Ouyang Lan attracted the attention of the three thousand people in the entire playground, and within a radius of tens of meters, only Mo Zihan was left ready to meet this terrifying blow.
To say that Mo Zihan's mood at the moment is not in a hurry, Ouyang Lan's two attacks did hit him, but the strange thing is that he does not feel a trace of pain except for feeling a little impact.
Facing Ouyang Lan who rushed towards him like a storm, he didn't know if the other party was carried away by anger, or if he was really so powerful, twenty minutes ago, he felt that the other party's speed was too fast to capture, but at this moment, in Mo Zihan's eyes, Ouyang Lan's every move was obviously a lot slower.
"You're fighting back!"
Lin Ran's familiar shout came from his ears, and in the face of Ouyang Lan, who was covered in blue qi, Mo Zihan subconsciously raised his right fist, wanting to see if his destructive power was as extraordinary as his defensive power.
Seeing that the two were about to collide with each other, suddenly a golden light fell from above between the two, followed by a sound like a meteorite falling to the ground echoed throughout the training ground, the golden light was extremely dazzling, and Ouyang Lan and Mo Zihan instantly lost their ability to act.
It was too late to say it, and it was so fast that he could only hear two sounds of "pop, pop!" twice, and Mo Zihan and Ouyang Lan flew backwards ten meters away at the same time.
Mo Zihan only felt that his face was as if he had been hit by a train, and he could feel a hot pain when he flew in mid-air. The power of this slap was at least a hundred times that of Ouyang Lan's punch.
After flying in the air for two seconds, the back of Mo Zihan's head made intimate contact with the ground, and after landing, he only felt that his brain was instantly blank.
After the golden light gradually dissipated, in a trance, Mo Zihan saw a majestic figure, wearing a golden battle armor, slowly walking towards him......
"Xiao Mo, Xiao Mo......" Lin Ran's voice still echoed in his ears, but Mo Zihan was already unconscious.
After this violent collision with the ground, Mo Zihan clearly felt that the temperature of his body was dropping sharply, and he could even imagine his pale face in the eyes of others at this moment.
Slowly, breathing began to become rapid, and instead of the call of a friend, there was a noise like a swarm of flies.
"Buzz~~"
The annoying noise chattered endlessly in Mo Zihan's empty head, but it didn't take long for the sound to gradually become a little pleasant from the noise, like the noisy cicadas in summer, and like a breeze blowing through the rustling leaves, making Mo Zihan feel as if he was back on the night of the graduation camp......